Capítulo 700: Chapter 95 Two People with an IQ of 500_2
The young man sneered, but there was not a trace of humor in his eyes, only endless pain and resentment.
"In the city where I lived, I was considered quite a genius. Even the city lord personally sought me out and gave me a letter of recommendation to enter Shrek Academy for study. Other teachers in the academy once said that I had a chance to become a Soul Emperor by the age of forty. But because of your teachings, I was ruined. Becoming a Soul Emperor at forty has become a distant dream, and it is difficult to break through to become a Soul Ancestor in this lifetime."
"How could this happen?" Zhou Yi's face turned pale.
"How could it come to this? Shouldn't you be asking yourself that question? As a teacher, shouldn't you teach students according to their abilities? Which teacher in Shrek Academy doesn't do that? I must have been cursed in my past life to end up learning under you and suffer such torment."
The young man was right.
In Zhou Yi's eyes, she treated all students impartially.
She even took pride in this fact.
Calling it her unique teaching method.
In reality, she didn't know how many she had wronged.
The young man holding the kitchen knife was just a microcosm of the children harmed by Zhou Yi over the years.
"Clap clap clap."
"Brilliant, truly brilliant. Zhou Yi, oh Zhou Yi, you only dare to harm others so recklessly because Shrek Academy has your back. Now, I am so glad that I didn't believe your nonsense back then."
The young man called Young Master by the old Soul Sage clapped his hands, clicking his tongue in amusement.
He didn't expect to see such a spectacle today.
He believed, if it weren't for his and the few people around him having unique intelligence and recognizing Zhou Yi's true face after she revealed herself, there would probably be even more people seeking vengeance against her.
"Heh, hehe."
"Trash will always be trash. If you couldn't stick to my training, it just shows that you are not cut out for it. A Soul Master like you should quit the world of Soul Masters sooner rather than later."
Zhou Yi, not afraid of being bitten by the number of lice, let loose and stepped forward to the young man, kicking him in the abdomen.
Suddenly, the young man was blasted like a cannonball, slamming hard against a big tree that required two people to encircle.
Accompanied by crackling, the great tree toppled over.
Nobody knew whether the cracking sound was the young man's bones breaking or the tree snapping.
After coughing up a mouthful of fresh blood, the young man slid down the remaining trunk like a lump of mud, his life hanging by a thread.
Zhou Yi spat disdainfully, "Serves you right for being ruined. You don't even have the brains to distinguish right from wrong. You seek vengeance without any real strength."
"Haha, this woman is indeed crazy; I like it," someone among the Soul Emperor brothers said with a laugh, watching the ruthless scene unfold.
"Enough, we've been paid to deal with disasters for others. This woman is our target; she must die."
One of the brothers spoke, his eyes gleaming fiercely.
Zhou Yi, however, gave a cold laugh, "Hehe, you all want me dead. Now, I'm quite curious to see who can kill me and claim the credit."
Whether it was the young man and Soul Sage or the pair of Soul Emperors, Zhou Yi felt they might take her life.
But now that both groups had appeared together, she felt she might have a chance.
This was like the situation of the fisherman who gains when the snipe and the clam grapple – she immediately used her ten-thousand-year soul skill to stir up strife.
Of course, if it was successful, in her mind, the power of stirring up strife was equivalent to that of a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Skill.
As expected, Zhou Yi's words had an effect.
She saw a visible change in the expressions of the Soul Emperor brothers after hearing her words.
They glanced at the Soul Sage in unison.
Their eyes were filled with vigilance and a hint of hostility.
Zhou Yi smirked internally; just as I thought, the combined intelligence of those two brothers barely reaches five hundred! Fools!
The old Soul Sage sensed the hostility emanating from the two men and a trace of cold light flashed in his eyes.
The young man next to the Soul Sage chuckled, "There's no need for you two to be wary of us. Zhou Yi is our common enemy. As for killing or maiming, I think we should join forces to take her down first, then we can discuss how to deal with her, and who gets to do it afterward."
"You make some sense, kid."
"Then let's take down Zhou Yi first," they both nodded in agreement with the young man's words.
Zhou Yi's heart skipped a beat at the sight.
That young man had ruined her good situation!
Moreover, two Soul Emperors, or even a Soul Sage, she might be able to handle for a while.
But if they all joined hands, she would stand no chance at all.
However.
Without giving her much time to think, two Soul Emperors and that Soul Sage simultaneously made their move.
The three had just exchanged a brief look and already reached an understanding.
Zhou Yi quickly activated her Martial Soul, circulated her Soul Power, and launched a soul skill to defend herself.
But even though her Martial Soul was the powerful fiery dragon, her opponents were not simple either.
A Soul Sage and three Soul Emperors attacked at once, sending Zhou Yi flying backward.
Cough, cough.
Zhou Yi quickly rolled up from the ground and stood up.
Yet, she couldn't suppress the surging blood in her chest; with a retch, she spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.
Along with this mouthful of blood, her whole aura rapidly withered. Her face lost its luster like frostbitten eggplant, wilted.
"Hahaha, this old woman is strong on the outside but weak on the inside. I haven't even used my full strength, and she already can't stand it."
"Who's saying otherwise? I thought she could fight me for three hundred rounds. Looking at this, forget three hundred rounds, even thirty are too many."
The Soul Emperor brothers laughed heartily.
They could already see the first light of victory.
Zhou Yi wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and sneered, "What are you so smug about? If I hadn't been injured at Shrek Academy earlier, would I be in such a sorry state? But rest assured, even if I die, I'll take two of you with me as cushions for my fall. Think about who wants to join me on the road."
"Heh, still trying to scare us at a time like this?"
"Right, my brother and I weren't raised to be scared off. If you have the ability to take our lives, then take them."
The Soul Emperor brothers, whose heads were 'strapped to their belts', and who lived by the knife's edge, wouldn't be intimidated by Zhou Yi.
On the contrary, Zhou Yi's words only aroused their ferocity. With a vicious air, the brothers charged towards Zhou Yi.
The Martial Souls of both were among the stronger fighting spirits in beast Martial Souls: the Demonic Bears.
Two palms the size of pot covers slapped Zhou Yi simultaneously, sending her flying.
Zhou Yi even heard the cracking sounds from her body. There was the briefest hesitation, and then the intense pain spread from every part of her.
This time, her injuries were much more severe than before, with severe fractures all over her body.
She propped herself up against the root of a large tree, gasping for breath.
To get to this point, she had used up all her strength.
Thud, thud, thud.
The sound of heavy footsteps steadily reached her ears.
She could see the Soul Emperor brothers were on their way to her.
In her eyes, these two brothers were no different from the Grim Reaper.
"You can't kill me; I'm from Shrek Academy," Zhou Yi, desperate, had no choice but to invoke Shrek Academy. Whether it could frighten these people or not, Shrek Academy was her last lifeline.
"Shrek Academy has already expelled you, otherwise would we dare to move against you?"
"Exactly, my brother and I also have spies in Shrek Academy. Have the announcements not been posted? Could it be a lie?"
After hearing the brothers' words, Zhou Yi, unfazed, said, "Have you ever considered that this might be a plan? The academy let me leave Shrek as a temporary measure, to let me relax and avoid attention. When the storm dies down, they will not only rehire me but give me a promotion and a raise behind the scenes."
Hiss...
After hearing Zhou Yi's words, the brothers paused for a moment.
Her words had a ring of possibility.
Don't all those nobles or big shots like to engage in such things?
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